Ain't it the life Try living a lie and kicking out The same old guise Wasting time Can you save me from The borrowed cloud I'm on All you've gotta do is try Pray you're just getting by

I got to the show, ayy and I know they want me to rock out I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana I'mma wipe my jewelry, all my rocks are ready to pop y'all, ayy Fuck the baddest bitch, make 'em tap out Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out

What I'm trying to show you Is something that I was shown But it's so hard to see And it's so hard to feel What I'm trying to tell you Is something that I was told. We say we love But don't know how And as we are

Can't I get back my lonely life California waiting Every little thing's gotta be just right While you're tryin' to save me Little Mona Lisa laying by my side "Crimson and Clover" pullin' overtime I feel too close to be losin' touch

Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to think She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the

Cool down the space for me little woman You're coming in to fast for me That's not how it should be She keep on trying be she can't And so she do it how she want And so I told her: Went to a dance last Saturday night I was feeling tipsy, the mood was

One day at a time Said I gotta let you go I gotta take it one day at a time I gotta let you go And I know, yes I know I try I try But I guess I gotta take it But it seems so impossible Still thinking about you baby

'Cause I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high I said climb on up but honey watch the cup That I'm spitting my dip inside and hold on tight 'Cause it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride Well I said hey girl what's your

Sometimes I can't hold on And no one can help me Now it's got a hold of me I need this to get me through Can't resist and don't want to Believe it I know it's true I can't beat and don't want to try Perfect hell

With the same old song About the same old love And the same old strum I may be country but I'm not dumb It goes on and on Now I love country music And I guess I always will But these days when I turn on the radio